Praise Of My Lady Poem Rhyme Scheme

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My lady seems of ivory	A
Forehead straight nose and cheeks that be	A
Hollow'd a little mournfully	B
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Her forehead overshadow'd much	D
By bows of hair has a wave such	D
As God was good to make for me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Not greatly long my lady's hair	E
Nor yet with yellow colour fair	E
But thick and crisp d wonderfully	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Heavy to make the pale face sad	F
And dark but dead as though it had	F
Been forged by God most wonderfully	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Of some strange metal thread by thread	G
To stand out from my lady's head	G
Not moving much to tangle me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Beneath her brows the lids fall slow	B
The lashes a clear shadow throw	B
Where I would wish my lips to be	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Her great eyes standing far apart	H
Draw up some memory from her heart	H
And gaze out very mournfully	B
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
So beautiful and kind they are	I
But most times looking out afar	I
Waiting for something not for me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
I wonder if the lashes long	J
Are those that do her bright eyes wrong	J
For always half tears seem to be	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Lurking below the underlid	H
Darkening the place where they lie hid	H
If they should rise and flow for me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Her full lips being made to kiss	K
Curl'd up and pensive each one is	L
This makes me faint to stand and see	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Her lips are not contented now	M
Because the hours pass so slow	B
Towards a sweet time pray for me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Nay hold thy peace for who can tell	B
But this at least I know full well	B
Her lips are parted longingly	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
So passionate and swift to move	N
To pluck at any flying love	O
That I grow faint to stand and see	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Yea there beneath them is her chin	P
So fine and round it were a sin	P
To feel no weaker when I see	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
God's dealings for with so much care	E
And troublous faint lines wrought in there	E
He finishes her face for me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Of her long neck what shall I say	Q
What things about her body's sway	Q
Like a knight's pennon or slim tree	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Set gently waving in the wind	H
Or her long hands that I may find	H
On some day sweet to move o'er me	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
God pity me though if I miss'd	H
The telling how along her wrist	H
The veins creep dying languidly	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
Inside her tender palm and thin	P
Now give me pardon dear wherein	P
My voice is weak and vexes thee	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
All men that see her any time	R
I charge you straightly in this rhyme	R
What and wherever you may be	A
Beata mea Domina	C
	-
To kneel before her as for me	A
I choke and grow quite faint to see	A
My lady moving graciously	A
Beata mea Domina	C

William Morris

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